Something must have happened, pops.
Tell him like I told you. Got it?
I will, but you know him.
I know him. And he knows me.
Did he get my money?
- Yes.
That's all. I don't owe you guys anymore.
If you come looking for me, I'll raise the whole village
against you. With pitchforks.
Grief, I'll do as I was told.
He said: 'If he has no money,
give some to him.'
Why, you little shit!
Brought me money, huh?
Did you ever think I'd have to give it back?
Creep!
Egor!
Get the money.
Do you remember what I said?
I do.
- Then off you go.
Egor, who is this?
Hold on.
It's not a home anymore, it's like some headquarters!
What happened this time?
A person came to see Egor.
- What for?
What do you care?
I don't care. But when they start slaughtering you,
don't whine.
Some kind of a brothel.
I'm afraid, Egor.
- What are you afraid of? What?
Come on, afraid of what?
I heard that when you ... when they ...
- Forget it!
And never mention it again.
'You heard.' Where did you hear?
Did your time, or something?
- What do you mean?
My little girl, forgive me.
Better let's sing.
- I can't think about singing now.
Why not? Come on, there's one good song:
'Red snowball tree.'
I know it.
- Sing it.
Egor, I beg you, promise,
they won't do anything to you?
Don't be mad, Egor.
I waited so long for my happiness.
How come you don't understand me?
They're gonna take you and... Do I have no right for
some joy in this life?
Luba, I can't stand people crying.
Give me a break. Don't cry.
Maybe let's go away?
'Why did this night have to be so good?
I would not have to be in pain.'
'She did not like the end of my life...'
'She did not see me standing in the church....'
I'd like to have the lyrics.
Sit down.
Who was that?
- A friend.
Shall we start the sauna?
- Of course.
What are you looking at?
- Come over, I'll tell you something.
Don 't cry.
Come on, I know everything. After the sauna.
I just want him to take a look at the motor.
- Luba, really, it's about a motor.
How is it going, Vasya?
- Okay.
Do you treat your wife well?
- She takes no offense.
Don't give her hard time.
- And how's yours?
What do you think, is it good that we are alive?
Could it have been better
not to be born at all?
Nobosy asked us.
Right. Let's go plow.
Did you say something?
- Just singing.
What?
- Singing, you dumb!
'I am tender just the same,
and I only dream about the moment
'To escape the sadness and return to our old house.'
'I'll be back when I our luscious garden blossoms.'
'Only please don't wake me early in the morning.'
'Don't stir the old dreams,
don't mention what did not come true.'
'In my life I had too much early loss and fatigue.'
' And there's no point to pray, you can't return
to the past.'
'You're my only joy and help. You're only light of my life.'
Vasya, go have lunch.
Egor, we've just started.
- Go see your wife then.
I don's miss her yet.
- Do as I say.
I have visitors. I'm going to talk to them.
Come on.
Do as I say!
Bernie, you're not going to touch him.
- Lusya, what are you talking about?
He should not touch me. Tell him not to touch me.
What if he breaks my neck with his iron fist.
- You won't touch him, you asshole!
You'll rot soon.
- Shut up!
I'll bury you two side by side, like doves.
Please, let him live,
let him plow like he wants to.
I'll rot and he'll plow? Where is justice?
Did he not do enough?
Now even his gait somehow resembles
a working man's.
Proletariat.
- Peasant, not proletariat.
Peasants are working class too.
Yeah, just call it intelligentsia.
- Yes, teachers.
Stay happy with your four grades.
Read comics and breathe through your nose.
Oh! Hey, Grief.
So, how is it?
What's wrong?
Did anyone come to him again?
Mom, speak up!
Bernie, they're coming!
This is her brother, quick!
Egor, darling! Peter!
You'll get dirty.
- Egor, dear, don't speak.
What happened?
Easy, come on.
Hang on, Egor. It's nothing. Some tried